PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Bereft, standing so far away from you

let me sing a song of a thousand words

to embrace that forlorn face.

And don't cry!

Because as it comes from the horizon

watch the colors of the wind

elegantly caress you like gentle waves

smoothing rocky surfaces.

These words will carry you home

to rest upon my shoulder

when hail showers your tired body.

Can you hear it?

The song of the wind plays the music so well

to reach those deaf ears

because you're the reason why

my song can be sung.